On Fic, and Writing in General

So... tonight I sort of sat down and, in attempt to find things to send in for the creative writing classes, went through all my old Word files. This is something I should never do. I have so many fics and unfinished stories and just... total BS laying around that it's amazing. So, I sent in the start of my Nano this year (which I never even got close to finishing). And I actually continued my random strange fake Film Noir thing and sent it in, because the fake almost-purple prose amused me. Both of them were... a lot more airy and less dialog-y than I usually write, but they'll do. Hopefully they'll get me into the class, since I discovered that I can't take Beginning Fiction since I tooke Screenwriting (and that is indeed a creative writing class).

Anyway... before I buckle down to finish up my reading for tomorrow, here's some reading for you, if you're bored.

This one is a random mangaverse fic set around chapter 55 and having to do with Pride, which centers on Roy. I'm not sure if I'll ever get around to writing the other section or not, but I stumbled across it while I was going through things and realized that I didn't totally hate it, so there it is. (It's creepy and evil, though.)

Then there's this random Suefic parody that I started and know I will never finish... but at points it's vaguely witty and the part I quoted at foxwindshadow made her giggle, so I'll share the whole thing.

And finally... my bizarre fake film-noir. Just because it's weird. I don't think I could go beyond that part there, but it'll do. I love bad metaphors ever-so-very-much sometimes. "Detached avian semaphors"... hehehe. Omg, it's almost three. I promise I wouldn't be quoting myself otherwise.

And, the worst part about all of this is that I somehow re-bunnied myself for a lot of the longer fics I'd left unfinished. Maybe someday I will finish Which is Home. (Hahahaha.) Or maybe I'll pick up the Death Note Crossover again because oh, the fight scene still itches at me like very little else. Or maybe I'll stop half-writing so many freaking FMA fics and do something I can turn in for freaking creative writing classes so I don't have to stare at a whole bunch of them going "oh, but the soul is just gone when you change the names! [emo-emo-emo]" Except no... that's never going to happen. I mean, I've got bunnies for... well, about everything at this point. Is it bad that I hate my writing less when I look back on it a month later? I hate it so much when I first write it... then when I finally get around to looking at it again, I don't mind it so much. Unless, of course, it really sucked in the first place. I'm certainly not saying finding my first... erm... not-quite-fic-but-definitely-with-Sues-and-character-rape... thing wasn't embarrassing. I think I owe BNL, TMBG, and Moxy Früvous a hearty apology for that thing. And also antipixie, chocolatemoose, and one of my high school friends. And, if I have the chance, I think I'll also go back in time and have myself apologize to me, too, since I somehow managed to rape my own character. (Of course, I still can't write myself. But at least I'm aware of it.)

Right... less messing around, more homework. Go!

Voice Post: LYKE OMG

( The Script )

Also... I'm sorry. chocolatemoose dared me, and my honour was at stake. I don't think anyone has ever said "total bishie" and had it sound like a surfer dude said it. And for that... for that, I make no apologies.

Oh, and don't forget to check out its companion piece here. I think this debacle has broken me from the valley girl accent for a good few months. Oh yes.